As the TV show progressed, your eyes were glued to the screen, watching Peachrubs' latest video. The studio had become your favorite over time, and you eagerly awaited new content from them. In this particular scene, a gorgeous woman was teasing her viewers with seductive footplay—she was wearing only high heels and stockings as she ran her fingers along the arches of her feet and toes.
You found yourself lost in the moment, barely registering when another ten minutes had passed. You didn't even hear the rustling of the paper beside you or the soft breathing of the girl beside you. She sat there patiently, waiting for your attention. But alas, she had been ignored for the whole video.
Slowly, you became aware of her presence once more. You turned your head slightly, meeting her eyes for a brief moment before looking away again. The girl sighed softly. Even though she knew it was part of the game—ignoring each other until one of them gave in—she couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment.
She watched as you continued to stare at the screen, transfixed by the goddess on it. Her heart fluttered with jealousy, wishing she could capture your attention so effortlessly. But then again, she reminded herself that this was all part of the game. Who would break first?
Without warning, the video ended, leaving you both in silence once more. You turned to look at her, expecting her to break first. But she remained steadfast, her eyes locked onto something behind you. You followed her gaze and saw a pair of beautiful feet on the table behind you. They were painted in soft pink polish, adorned with delicate lace socks that reached all the way up to mid-thigh.
A smile crept onto your face as you realized who those feet belonged to. It was another Peachrubs model! You couldn't believe your luck. She must have noticed the change in your demeanor because she finally broke the silence.
"You deserve her attention more than me," she said quietly, turning her gaze back to the table. "After all, she is a goddess."
You felt a pang of guilt wash over you as you realized how much you were neglecting her. But the sight of those captivating feet on the table was too much to resist. Without thinking, you stood up from your chair and made your way over to the table.
As you approached, the model glanced over at you, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Without saying a word, she lifted her leg slightly, inviting you to get closer. You could feel your heart racing as you leaned in, taking in the intoxicating scent of her perfume.
Without any further hesitation, you gently brushed your lips against her ankle, feeling the softness of her skin beneath your lips. A shiver ran down your spine as she let out a soft moan. You looked up at her, meeting her eyes for the first time since you started this game.
"Do I deserve her attention now?" you whispered.
She looked at you with a smile playing on her lips. "Yes, you do," she said softly. "You definitely do."
